document.write("The instructor said,<br /><br />    Go home and write<br />    a page tonight.<br />    And let that page come out of you--<br />    Then, it will be true.<br /><br />I wonder if it\\\'s that simple?<br />I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem.<br />I went to school there, then Durham, then here<br />to this college on the hill above Harlem.<br />I am the only colored student in my class.<br />The steps from the hill lead down into Harlem,<br />through a park, then I cross St. Nicholas,<br />Eighth Avenue, Seventh, and I come to the Y,<br />the Harlem Branch Y, where I take the elevator<br />up to my room, sit down, and write this page:<br /><br />It\\\'s not easy to know what is true for you or me <br />at twenty-two, my age. But I guess I\\\'m what <br />I feel and see and hear, Harlem, I hear you:<br />hear you, hear me--we two--you, me, talk on this page.<br />(I hear New York, too.) Me--who?<br />Well, I like to eat, sleep, drink, and be in love.<br />I like to work, read, learn, and understand life.<br />I like a pipe for a Christmas present,<br />or records--Bessie, bop, or Bach.<br />I guess being colored doesn\\\'t make me not like<br />the same things other folks like who are other races.<br />So will my page be colored that I write?<br /><br />Being me, it will not be white. <br />But it will be<br />a part of you, instructor. <br />You are white-- <br />yet a part of me, as I am a part of you. <br />That\\\'s American.<br />Sometimes perhaps you don\\\'t want to be a part of me. <br />Nor do I often want to be a part of you.<br />But we are, that\\\'s true! <br />As I learn from you, <br />I guess you learn from me-- <br />although you\\\'re older--and white-- <br />and somewhat more free.<br /><br />This is my page for English B.");